Post by Asher Stone on Dec 15, 2010 14:12:04 GMT -5
ooc: Roulette, but this is totally canon.
bic:
Ohmygoodness.
It had been a total of three days, twenty six hours and Asher hadn't died from alien cake poisoning. She was SO excited, she was happy, Asher was never happy, after all, everything like hated her and tried to kill her.
To celebrate, Asher decided to venture in to the Greenhouse. Greenhouse Three to be precise, which happened to be full of rather dangerous creatures. But they were so funny looking! And so nice, they would never hurt her, they giggled and chuckled and some of them even waved.
It was like Alice in Wonderland or something. They were such bright, pretty colors, almost BLINDING, and she loved it. Asher walked around, humming, grinning, poking her fingers at a pretty funny plant. It snapped bright, shiny teeth at her. Oh! How funny.
She found she liked it.
Asher sat down next to a plant with funny vines, like an octopus or something, and watched it grab her by the wrist. Aww, how nice, it wanted to hold her hand! She was so excited!
"You know, I don't think it'll really work," she explained to it kindly, patting it on the vine. Huh, what was that funny smell?
Cyan swiped a hand through his curly brown hair as he gazed around somewhat stupidly. He went exploring on the school grounds to orient himself better. What was his first destination? The quidditch pitch.
Where was he? Not the quidditch pitch.
His hand drooped to his side, and he sighed.
The cold wind brushed against his neck, making him shiver. Deciding that further exploration outside would turn him into an icicle, he ventured into the nearest greenhouse, Greenhouse Three.
Stomping the snow off his boots, he gazed around. There were a bunch of odd plants here, but a few were familiar. He removed his coat and gloves, hanging them on a rack before he ventured farther into the plant party house.
A tree nymph was stroking some vines that wrapped themselves around her feminine little wrist. Her face was full of utmost pleasure.
No, wait. Wasn't that a student from his house? A girl student, as a matter of fact.
He blinked, blushing a tad.
Were the person and plant flirting?
Why did he just feel like he'd walked in on something he shouldn't have? And what was that putrid smell? Actually, there were also flowery scents and fruity scents and a great wide assortment of other smells. Cyan's sensitive nose cringed.
"What are you doing?" he asked obtusely, careful to not breathe through his nose.
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